Peter returned in no time with fruits, vegetables and an elk. He stood proudly over his catch. Moria smiled.

"Perfect." She said picking up the vegetables. Tink helped with the fruits. "Now go clean up. I'll send Tink when dinner is done." She said. Peter nodded.

"Yes mother." He said. Again he kissed her cheek and left the home. He flew through the air as he thought.

He had his Wendy back but twice as good. He smiled. He hoped Moria would never leave but all the mothers he brought back to the Neverland eventually went home to grow up. He scowled. Moria had to stay. He'd do everything he could to make her never want to leave.

He reached the waterfalls.

Plunging into the water he splashed Stix who was laying on a rock almost sound asleep. He snapped awake and rolled into the water. The other boys laughed as he bobbed on the surface.

Peter shook the water from his hair like a dog. Whirly watched intently then jumped in the water and did the same. Peter smiled.

"Race you to the fall, Whirl." He said. Whirly perked up and took stance.

"Ready..." Peter said.

"Set..." Whirly said.

"Go!" they screamed.

They took off towards the falls. Neck and neck the whole way. Then Peter purposely slowed down allowing Whirly to win.

"Wo!" Whirly shouted. Peter smiled as the other boys cheered. Then Tink arrived jingling impatiently. Peter looked up at her.

"Boys! Dry off and fall out!" Peter said flying out of the water.

All the boys hollered as they climbed from the water and redressed. Peter noticed only Whirly.

He was having trouble getting out of the water and onto the rocks. He flew over and picked him up. Setting him on shore Whirly took of towards his clothes.

"Fall... out!!" peter said commandingly. All the boys followed him through the forest.

Whirly kept falling over roots. Peter scooped him up and put him on his back flying him the rest of the way. Whirly laughed and hollered with joy as he rode on Peter's back through the air.

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Peter didn't know why he'd turned from a friend to a father figure. It was probably when the feeling came and he began telling them stories. Now he watched over them not wanting them to stray off or get hurt. Seeing them succeed in fighting a pirate, finding the treasure or capturing an Indian made him smile. He felt like they were his own. Like he had to protect them. They were the only family he would ever have. He had seen that when he'd last saw his Wendy. The Lost Boys and her brothers surrounded her. He suddenly felt like he should take care of the boys the way she would have since they would never know his Wendy.